Clean Out Your Ears, Don't Listen For

I Belong To The Beloved. Have Seen The Two Worlds As One And That One Call To And Know. ...first, Last, Outer, Inner, Only That Breath Breathing. Human Being.

My Boat Strikes Something Deep. At First Sounds Of Silence, Waves. Nothing Has Happened; Or Perhaps Everything Has Happened. And I Am Sitting In My New Life.

Awake Asleep Ought To Be With Us - So He May See Dreams In Wakefulness.

We Are As Pieces Of Chess Engaged In Victory And Defeat!

Enough Of These Phrases, Conceit And Metaphors, I Want Burning, Burning, Burning.